A birthday part turns tragic. Hannah gets her wish but then she finds herself at Hogwarts with Harry Potter and friends, along with Syd. Will the two be OK or will they remain at Hogwarts forever? my friend and I wrote this this summer and i just now post

Summary: A birthday party
turns tragic. Hannah's wish comes true when she finds herself, accompanied by
her Aunt Syd in London at Hogwart's School of Wizardry.

Chapter one: The
birthday party:

Sydney Hansen walked into the Hansen house on Saturday
morning with ten-month-old Lilly in her arms. She found Hannah, who was turning
five that day, sitting at the bar with Joanie.

"Hey, birthday girl," Syd said, smiling. She kissed Hannah on the cheek.
"How's life as a five year old?"

Hannah smiled. "Great," she said happily. "Mommy is reading Harry Potter to
me."

Syd sat down beside Hannah with Lilly, who was trying to get out of Syd's
lap. The two sisters were both married. Syd was married to Kyle, while Joanie
was married to Burt, but they never missed Saturdays at the Hansen house. And,
this one was going to be extra special because it was Hannah's 5th birthday.

"Sure, why not?" Syd said. "I haven't seen you all week." Syd went into the
kitchen and grabbed her keys. "Come on, Miss Priss."

"I'm not Miss Priss, I 'm Hannah," Hannah said, laughing. She followed Syd
out the door. "Bye, mommy."

"Bye, sweetie, be safe," Joanie called and closed the door.

"So what
do you want for your birthday?" Syd asked Hannah as she drove toward the grocery
store to get ice cream.

"I want a globe," Hannah said. "Like you."

"You are more like me than you know," Syd said with a smile. "I was obsessed
with geography at your age."

"That's what mommy said," Hannah said, looking at Syd.

Syd stopped at red light. "It seems like yesterday that I delivered you."

Hannah looked at Syd. "Really? Aunt Syd, I wish I could go to Hogwart's, like
Harry Potter."

"Yep, and now you're a big girl," Syd said with a smile. Suddenly, a car
zoomed out in front of her. Syd tried to stop but the road was too slippery. The
car jerked forward, slamming into the other car. Syd heard Hannah scream and all
went black.

Chapter two: The arrival of Hagrid and Harry

Hannah
opened her eyes and looked around. She was in a room with pink all around it and
the bed was huge. Hannah sat up, wondering where she was. She looked over at
Syd, who was asleep beside her. She didn't know what had happened. All she knew
was that she wasn't at home. Then she heard the door to the room open and a
large man appeared before her. He was tall, almost like a giant. Hannah
screamed.

"It's OK, Hannah," the man said. "I won't hurt you. My name is Hagrid, and
I've come to take you to Hogwart's School of Wizardry."

"What?" Hannah asked. She looked over at Syd and began shaking her. "Aunt
Syd, wake up. There's someone here to see us."

Syd awoke with a start and looked at Hagrid. She jumped back startled.
"Wh...what's going on? Who are you? Where are we?"

"You're in London, Dr. Hansen," Hagrid said. He pulled out a letter and gave
it to Syd. "Since Hannah can't read yet, you're going to have to read this for
her."

"What is it?" Syd asked, taking the letter from him. She opened it. "Dear
Hannah Hansen, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to
Hogwart's School Of Wizardry. Below are a list of the things you will need;
don't worry you will have help." Syd looked up at Hagrid. "Am I dreaming?"

"You can call it what you want," Harry said. He turned back to Hannah, who
was eyeing him with suspicion. "I have a very special friend who is going to
help you, Hannah. Harry Potter."

Hannah's eyes lit up. "Harry Potter is here? I'm a wizard?"

"Yes, you are," came Harry's voice from behind Hagrid. He came around front.
"It's nice to meet you, Hannah. You are the youngest child ever to be accepted
to Hogwart's."

"I can do magic like you?" Hannah asked with delight. She got up off the bed.

"Yes," Harry said. He pulled out his wand and muttered some words. Suddenly
Hannah was wearing a robe matching Harry's with an orange and red scarf tied
around her neck.

"Wow," Hannah said.

"Wait I've got to be dreaming," Syd said. "Harry Potter is just..."

"A boy with magic," Hagrid said. "Well, we had best be off. We're running a
bit behind schedule."

"Come along, Hannah," Harry said, taking Hannah's hand. He turned to Syd.
"You can come too, you know. Professor Dumbledor wants to talk to you about a
job."

Syd gave him a questioning look. "A job? But I'm not magic."

"Oh, you'd be surprised," Harry said and walked out the door with Hannah.

Syd followed them, still wondering what kind of dream she was in now.

Diagon Ally:

"Welcome to Diagon Ally," Harry said after they'd
stopped by the bank to get Hannah some money for her school stuff. "This is
where we need to get all your school supplies."

"But I can't read," Hannah said with worry.

"Don't worry, Hannah, I'll read to you," Harry said. He pointed to a store
called Ollivander's. They followed Harry inside.

"Mr. Potter, good to see you again," Mr. Olllivander said with a small smile.
"Well, Hannah, we've been expecting you. I hear you are the youngest ever to go
to Hogwart's. You must be special."

"That she is," Harry said, smiling at Hannah.

"We need to get you a wand," Mr. Ollivander said. He took a wand out of a box
and gave it to Hannah. "Well try it out."

Hannah wove the wand and boxes started falling everywhere

Mr. Ollivander took the wand back from her. "Not that one. Try this one." Mr.
Ollivander gave Hannah another wand.

"Thanks, Mom," Fred, one of the Weasley twins called. He ran and jumped
through the wall.

"Wow," Hannah said, highly impressed.

"Come on, let's go," Hermione said. She ran for the wall and jumped through
it.

Harry held Hannah's hand and led her through the wall. Bright light shown all
around them; soon they were at a completely different platform. HOGWART'S
EXPRESS was on the front of the train. Soon Syd came in after them, followed by
Ron.

"Oh, wow," Syd said, amazed.

"We're lucky no muggles saw us," Ron said.

"Muggles?" Syd questioned.

"Non magic people," Hermione explained.

On Hogwart's Express:

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Syd and Hannah sat in
a car all to themselves. Harry, Ron and Hermione were trying to tell Hannah and
Syd all about Hogwart's. They explained about the different houses and how they
all were in one called Gryffindor.

Hannah was already wearing hers from the spell Harry had cast when he'd first
met her. It was night time when the train finally arrived at Hogwart's. Hagrid
was there to meet them.

"Hagrid, could I go with Hannah to the first-years?" Harry asked. Even though
Harry was going into his 5th year, he didn't want Hannah to be scared.

"That'd be fine," Hagrid said.

Harry got into the boat with Hannah and Syd. They rode toward the castle. The
castle was bright with huge lights streaming off of it. Finally they reached the
castle and walked up the large stone steps into the front of the school. The
front was a large room with high windows and tall ceilings. The first years were
led outside the Great Hall, where Professor McGonagall was standing at the top
of the stairs.

"We will proceed into the Great Hall for the sorting in just a moment. I'd
like to take a moment to tell first-years that you are not to go wandering
around the school at night or there will be consequences to pay. One student in
particular should know this very well." Professor McGonagall eyed Harry
suspiciously.

"I'm just here with Hannah," Harry said.

Professor McGonagall nodded and motioned for the first-years to follow her.

"Hannah, I'm going to go sit with the other Gryffindors," Harry told Hannah.
"I promise I'll find you after the sorting. If you're in Gryffindor, you can sit
by me."

Hannah nodded and went up to the front with the other first-years. After a
few names were called, Hannah's name was finally reached.

"Hannah Hansen," Professor McGonagall called.

Hannah went up and sat on the stool. The sorting hat was placed on her head.

"Hmm, hard choice," the hat said. "Good mind. Young but smart. But where to
put you. I say GRYFFINDOR."

The Gryffindor table started clapping and cheering.

Hannah hopped down from the stool. She ran over to the Gryffindor table and
sat down beside Harry. Syd was sitting on the other side of her.

"Good job, sweetie," Syd said giving Syd a hug.

Hannah smiled.

"Your attention please," Dumbledor the Headmaster said, standing up. "Our
caretaker would like to remind you that the forest is forbidden to any student,
as well as the third floor. Let the feast begin."

Suddenly, food appeared on the table.

"Oh, wow," Hannah said. She dug in and began eating filling her plate high
with food, with Syd's help, of course.

Syd still didn't know what kind of dream this was, but she was planning to
find out, one way or the other.

After the feast, Percy, who was a
Prefect, led the Gryffindors to the Gryffindor tower.

"First-years be alert. The staircases like to change," Percy said. They
stopped in front of the picture.

"Password," the lady in the picture said.

"Quidditch," Percy said.

The picture opened and the Gryffindors went inside.

"Oh, wow," Hannah said, looking around the room. Unlike the Great Hall, the
Gryffindor common room was dimly lit. A fire was blazing in the fire place.

"This is the Gryffindor common room," Percy explained. "The boys' dormitories
are to the right and up the stairs, and the girls' are the same on the left. Now
everyone to bed. We have a long day tomorrow."

Harry turned to Syd. "Syd, you'll be sleeping with the girls for now, but,
don't worry, Dumbledor will figure out something."

Syd nodded and followed Hermione and Hannah to the girls' side. The room was
filled with eight to twelve four poster beds. All of the trunks and luggage had
already been placed at the end of each bed.

"You had best get to bed," Hermione said. "As Percy said, we have a long day
tomorrow. We also get our schedules for classes."

"It's OK," Hannah said. Syd helped her change into her pajamas and she got
into bed. Soon she fell into a dream filled with magical wonders and mysteries.

Providence, Rhode Island

Hansen House

Joanie paced nervously in the kitchen. It should have only taken Syd and
Hannah a few minutes to get the ice cream. The nearest store was only five
minutes away, but nearly an hour had passed since Syd and Hannah had left the
house.

Jim and Robbie walked in the front door, laughing about something
that had happened earlier at the vet clinic. "Hey, Joanie," Robbie said,
noticing the worried expression on his sister's face. "What's wrong?"

"Syd and Hannah left to get ice cream about an hour ago," Joanie explained.
"I don't know why they're not back yet."

Jim smiled. "They probably got sidetracked with some sort of birthday errand.
You know how much Syd spoils her niece."

"Yeah," Joanie tried to smile. "I'm sure you're right, Dad."

The phone rang, a shrill interruption to the uneasy silence.

Joanie sprang up to answer it, as if she was sitting on a chair made of
nails. The voice on the other end of the line confirmed her worst fears.

"Dad, Robbie, we've got to get to the hospital NOW."

Providence Hospital

Joanie strode to the admit desk in the ER. "I'm Joanie Hansen. I got a call
that my sister and daughter are here. Can you tell me where they are?"

The overworked, overtired nurse peered at Joanie over her glasses. "Take a
seat."

It seemed that hours had passed before a doctor came over to them. "Joanie
Hansen?"

Joanie stood up. "That's me. Where are Syd and Hannah?"

"They're being transferred to the head trauma unit. Your sister and daughter
were involved in an automobile accident and have severe head trauma."

"Are they going to be all right?" Jim's voice was filled with tension.

"It's too soon to tell," the doctor answered. "They're both in deep comas.
You can come and see them if you would like, one at a time."

Joanie followed the doctor to Hannah's room. Her little girl would have
looked as if she were peacefully asleep if it hadn't been for all the tubes and
machines. "Oh, Han," Joanie sobbed, taking her daughter's small hand in her own.
"Why did I let the two of you go to get the ice cream? I could have gone, or if
we'd only waited five minutes later..."

Jim Hansen stood over Syd's bed, in a room across the hall. "Come home, Syd.
Wherever you are, come back to us."

Hogwart's:

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Hannah and Syd all made their way to
the Great Hall to breakfast the next morning. Harry read Hannah's class schedule
to her. He suddenly realized that, at the age of five, Hannah must be a very
bright little girl.

"I can help you, Hannah," Harry said. "We have the same classes."

"Oh, boy," Hannah said with delight, her eyes shinning.

Then Ron looked up into the air. "Mail's here," he said.

Suddenly hundreds of owls came swooping down, dropping packages in kids'
hands. Hannah's owl, who she had named Rose, which Ron and Harry thought was to
girlie for an owl, dropped a huge package in Hannah's lap.

"Wow, Hannah," Syd said. "Wonder what it is."

Hannah looked at Syd, giving her a look that said "should I open this?"

"It's all right, Hannah. Open it," Hermione said. She got up and started
helping Hannah with the package. "Oh, wow, it's a broom."

"Not just any broom; that's a numbus 2000," Ron said. "Harry has one of
those."

"Why do I have this?" Hannah asked. She looked from Ron to Harry, looking for
an answer.

"To fly on, silly," Harry said. "I'll come with you to your first flying
lesson, if you want."

"OK," Hannah said happily.

Soon breakfast was finished and the bell rang for the first class to begin.
Harry led Hannah to Potions, which was Harry's worst class. Harry hoped that
Professor Snape wouldn't scare Hannah.

"Mr. Potter, would you kindly pay attention?" Snape sneered. Harry had not
liked Snape since the beginning, and Harry guessed Snape felt the same way.

Harry sighed. Draco Malfoy was going to pay, even if it meant Harry getting
expelled from Hogwart's.

In Dumbledor's office, Syd sat behind his desk
as he told her about a possible job at Hogwart's. The job was that of an
assistant to the nurse and doctor in the hospital wing.

"I still don't know what I'm doing here," Syd confessed to Dumbledor. "This
all seems like one big dream."

"Hogwart's can do that to you," Dumbledor said with a kind smile. "I assure
you that Hogwart's is very real. Now, when would you like to start?"

"As soon as possible." Syd said. "I'd like to see Hannah through her first
day, though."

"Ah, not to worry, Dr. Hansen. Hannah is well taken care of," Dumbledor said,
his eyes twinkling. "I'd trust Harry Potter with my life. Hannah is at her first
flying lesson, if you'd like to watch?"

"Great!" Syd said and walked out of the office. She headed for the field,
where she saw students lined up with brooms. She saw Hannah on the end, the
smallest one of the group. Syd smiled. Harry was standing beside Hannah,
explaining how to fly.

"I will be right back," the teacher said. She came over to Syd. "Dr. Hansen,
would you mind keeping an eye on my class while I take care of some business for
a few moments?"

"Not at all," Syd said pleased.

"Don't let these brooms off the ground," the teacher said and walked away.

"Want your bunny back, eh?" Draco Malfoy told Hannah. He started rising
into the air. "Well, come and get it."

"Give it here, Malfoy," Harry screamed with rage.

"Hey, my bunny," Hannah screamed. She pushed off with her feet and was
suddenly flying into the air.

"Well, look what we have here. A five year old pretending to fly," Draco said
with a laugh. "Wait till Dumbledor sees this."

"Give me back my bunny," Hannah screamed. She started chasing Malfoy through
the air, but he was too fast for her.

"She's going to fall, Harry," Hermione said. "She can't fly. She won't know
how to control her broom."

"Make it stop," Hannah said. The bunny was now flying in the air, going down.
Malfoy had thrown it up in the air, and now it was heading downward.

Harry raced up into the air and dove for the bunny.

"Hannah, be careful," Syd screamed.

Harry finally reached the bunny and snatched it in his hands. He felt as if
he were playing Quidditch. He saw Hannah's broom flying around in circles.

"Yes, you can," Harry said. He finally got hold of her and gently guided her
down to the ground. The class started cheering and clapping.

"That was wickedly brilliant," Ron said.

"Hannah, are you OK?" Syd asked her.

"Yes," Hannah said. She looked at Harry. "Harry saved me."

"It was no problem," Harry said with a smile.

When the Gryffindors
returned to the common room after dinner, Hermione started talking away.

"Harry, what you did for Hannah was very brave," Hermione said, smiling.

"It was no different then Quidditch. Besides, Hannah is a special girl and
she's lucky to be here at such a very young age. And I thought you were smart."

"Shut up," Hermione said, but she laughed.

"Hermione, will you read to me?" Hannah asked coming over to them.

"We best get started on our homework," Hermione said. She took Hannah over to
a seat in the common room.

"Snape gave us homework to last for a year," Ron muttered as he sat down
beside Hannah in an arm chair.

"Do you want to practice with your wand?" Hermione asked Hannah.

Hannah took out her wand.

"Lift the book," Ron suggested.

"Wingardion levisoa," Hannah said with a wave of her wand, and suddenly the
book rose in the air.

"Well done, Hannah," Hermione said pleased.

Hannah smiled in spite of herself.

"What did you do, Hannah?" Syd asked coming over to the four.

"She lifted the book," Harry said.

"You're so smart, Hannah," Syd said. "Shouldn't you three be getting to bed?
It's past ten."

"Yes," Hermione said. "Come along, Hannah."

"Night, Harry," Hannah said.

"What about me?" Ron said, pretending to be hurt.

"Night, Ron," Hannah said, taking Hermione's hand.

The next morning
the students got up to a very rainy and wet Tuesday.

"I hate rain," Ron moaned as they made their way down to the Great Hall.
Hannah was coming slowly behind Harry and Ron.

"Me too," agreed Harry. "I think flying lessons are going to be canceled for
today. Good thing for Malfoy. He almost got Hannah and I killed yesterday."

"Why does it have to rain?" Hannah asked from behind them.

"It just does, Hannah," Harry said. Then he noticed that Hermione wasn't with
them.

"Hannah, where's Hermione?"

"I don't know," Hannah said.

Then a bell sounded.

"What does that mean?" Hannah asked.

Harry looked scared. "It means there's something wrong."

Then Percy came over to them.

"Everyone to the library now," Percy said. "Dumbledor wants us to meet the
new Dark Arts teacher."

"But why the library?" Harry asked as they went to the library.

"Dunno," Ron said. "Must be some reason."

"May I have your attention please," Dumbledor said, once everyone was seated.
"I'd like to introduce Professor Booklet. She is going to be your new Defense
Against Dark Arts teacher."

A small woman with gray hair and a scarf came walking into the room. She had
a slight limp, which puzzled Harry.

"Good morning, students," Professor Booklet said. "I'm sorry I'm a day late,
but I had some business to attend to before coming here today. I look forward to
teaching you all and Dumbledor tells me you are very bright students."

Then the bell rang for breakfast.

"Everyone to the Great Hall," Dumbledor said.

"So what do you think
of Professor Booklet?" Ron asked Harry, Hermione, and Hannah as they sat eating
breakfast.

"Nice," Harry said.

"Weird," Hermione said. "Did you see the way she was limping?"

"Yes," Ron said. "What does that have to do with anything."

Hermione leaned in. "I think she's hiding something."

Providence, Rhode Island

Two Days Later

Two of Syd's friends from Chicago, Kerry Weaver and Elizabeth Corday Greene,
had left for Providence as soon as they had heard about the accident.

"Are you sure you're up to this?" Kerry asked Elizabeth. She was concerned
that facing another life-and-death situation so soon after Mark's death would be
too much for her friend.

Elizabeth wiped her tears away. "No, I'm going to be all right. We need
to be there for Syd."

Kerry nodded but said nothing. Elizabeth hadn't really seemed like herself
since Mark's death. Even having Rachel back in Chicago hadn't helped much,
although Kerry knew Elizabeth had benefited somewhat from saving Rachel from her
stepfather's abuse. Susan Lewis was watching Rachel and Ella for the time
Elizabeth would be in Providence.

"How bad is it, Jim?" Kerry asked Syd's father as soon as they got to the
hospital.

"Very bad, I'm afraid to say," Jim answered. "Neither one of them has
regained consciousness, and the doctors don't know when or if that will
happen."

Elizabeth crumpled into tears. Tina came up to her and put an arm around
Elizabeth. "Why don't you keep Pete and I company for a while?"

Elizabeth nodded. "I'm sorry," she sniffled.

"It's OK," Tina said tenderly. "Syd knows you're here, I know that for a
fact," she said thinking of when she had almost died after Luke was born. Having
her family by her side had meant everything.

"Can I see her?" Kerry asked the doctor who was in charge of the head trauma
unit.

"Yes, she's over here. Not for too long, now." The doctor showed Kerry where
Syd's room was. As she walked across the hall, she saw Joanie sitting in
Hannah's room, reading a book aloud to her daughter.

Kerry's eyes filled with tears as she saw one of her best friends lying in
the bed, halfway between life and death. "Syd, I hope Tina's right. You need to
know that we're all here, waiting for you to come out of this."

Hogwart's:

"What do you mean, hiding something?" Ron asked Hermione
as the bell to begin the day rang.

"I mean she's hiding something," Hermione said, rather annoyed. "Remember
Professor Quill, and how we all thought it was Snape who was putting Harry in
danger, and all the other teachers haven't worked out. Why should this one?"

"Hermione, you're being insane," Ron said.

Hermione stuck her nose in the air. "Fine. Don't believe me, but when Harry's
scar starts to burn just as the sight of her, then we'll know she's up to no
good."

Harry didn't know how to tell Hannah the truth of what really happened. How
Voltemort had killed both his parents and left him with that scar. He didn't
know if she'd understand, or if she'd be afraid, or not.

"What happened, Harry?" Hannah asked. She was still waiting for his answer.

"I uh..." Harry didn't know what to say. He looked at Syd, who nodded.
Somehow Syd knew about Voltemort. "I was attacked by a very bad wizard, Hannah.
Not all wizards are good. Which is why I'm very concerned about our new
teacher."

"Oh," Hannah said. Harry could tell she didn't understand, and, to him, that
was good. He didn't want Hannah, or Syd, for that matter, to get mixed up in all
the danger. Then the late bell rang. Ron, Harry, Hermione and Hannah practically
ran to Dark Arts.

"You're late, Potter," Professor Booklet said. "Perhaps I should turn all of
you into a pocket watch so that one of you might be on time."

"No," Hannah said.

Professor Booklet looked at them and nodded at them to take a seat. Harry sat
down and got out his wand. Hannah, Hermione and Ron did the same. Suddenly, just
as he had expected, his scar began to burn. He put a hand to his forehead and
looked at Ron, who looked at Hermione. The class seemed to last forever. This
teacher was the most boring teacher Harry had ever met. All they did was take
notes.

"I just wanted to get to know you all and tell you a little about myself and
my teaching style," Professor Booklet said as the class began to pack up their
things. "Tomorrow we will start doing something fun, I promise."

"Yeah, right," Ron muttered.

Harry looked at Professor Booklet and his scar burned even more. He knew
something was terribly wrong. He was in great danger.

"I knew she was bad news," Hermione said as they walked down the stone steps
toward Hagrid's cabin.

"But my scar burns sometimes with Snape too," Harry reasoned as they passed
the muddy lawn. "But he was only trying to protect me."

"Mind if I tag along?" Syd asked. "I need to ask Dumbledor if I can work with
Hagrid full time."

"Now that would be cool," Ron said.

Suddenly, the staircases begun to move.

"What's happening?" Syd asked, holding onto the railing for support

Harry looked at Syd. "The staircases, they like to change."

Providence, Rhode Island

Syd began to twitch and jerk in her bed, such
movements that immediately alerted Kerry's attention.

Kerry ran into the hall. "She's having a seizure!"

The doctor rushed into the room, followed by Elizabeth and Tina, with the
medications necessary to stop Syd's seizure.

Kerry was timing how long it had been since the seizing had started, praying
that it wouldn't cause any additional brain damage. After what felt like an
eternity, Syd grew still.

"Thank you for your vigilance, Dr. Weaver," the doctor told Kerry. "I've
heard a lot of good things about you from Dr. Hansen."

"I'm just glad we caught it in time," Kerry replied. The others left the
room, except for Elizabeth.

"I'm getting so tired," Elizabeth said. "It must be the trip."

"There's an extra chair," Kerry told her. "Go ahead and sit down. I'm
sure they'll break the one visitor at a time rule since we're both
doctors."

"Good idea," Elizabeth said, yawning as she sat down in the chair.

Kerry felt her own eyelids grow heavy. She returned to the chair at Syd's
bedside and told herself that she would only close her eyes for a minute.

Across the hall, Joanie closed Hannah's favorite Harry Potter book and laid
it aside. She had been reading for so long that she felt she could barely keep
her eyes open another minute. Within a few moments, she, like Kerry and
Elizabeth, was fast asleep.

Hogwart's:

"Does anyone feel like we shouldn't be here?" Ron asked,
once the staircases stopped moving.

"We're on the forbidden third floor," Hermione replied. "Remember what
happened last time we came up here?"

"Yeah, we were almost killed by a three-headed dog named Fluffy," Ron
muttered.

"What is this place?" Syd asked Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"It's the third floor, strictly forbidden," Hermione said.

Then they heard voices. They sounded a lot like Professor Snape and Professor
Booklet.

"I can assure you, I will have this job by next quarter," Snape growled.

"What are you three going on about?" Syd asked as they stopped at the
painting.

"Quidditch," Harry told the painting and the painting swung open.

"Last year some nut pot pretended to be this teacher named Mad-Eye Moody,"
Harry explained. "He was keeping an eye on me so he could take me back to
Voltemort, so Voltemort could finish me off."

"Freaky," Syd said.

"Well, Hannah and I are going to be before you two come up with another
clever way to get us in trouble or worse expelled," Hermione said in a snotty
tone. "Come along, Hannah."

Hannah followed Hermione and Syd to the girls' side.

"Girls," Ron muttered under his breath. He and Harry went to the boys' side.

Harry couldn't believe the Quidditch season had begun already. It didn't
seem like they'd been at Hogwart's three months, but it was now almost
Thanksgiving break. Syd Hansen had invited Harry, Ron and Hermione to the Hansen
house in Providence, Rhode Island for Thanksgiving Holidays.

"What's Quidditch?" Syd asked at breakfast on the day of the first Quidditch
against Hufflepuff. Harry was glad about that, because he surely didn't want
Snape bothering him again.

"It's a game that is played in the air on brooms," Harry explained. "You'll
find out when we get out there. I'm the seeker. If I catch the tiny golden
Snitch before the other house seeker, then Gryffindor wins the game."

"Ah," Syd said, taking a sip of her orange juice. "Hannah, can I use Rose to
send a letter to mommy and Grandpa about inviting Harry, Ron and Hermione?"

"Thank you, sweetie," Syd said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "How about we
get you cleaned up. The bell's about to ring and I've got to get to Hagrid's
cabin."

"OK," Hannah said in agreement.

Then the first bell rang.

"Let's go," Hermione said. "Here, Syd, I'll take Hannah with me."

"Thanks," Syd said. "See you at lunch."

"OK," Harry said. They made their way toward their first class, Potions with
Snape.

Before going to Hagrid's cabin, Syd decided to go up to the
Owlery. The Owlery was the place where the owls were kept when they are not
sending or receiving mail. Syd needed to send a letter to Joanie and everyone at
home. Syd saw Hannah's owl, Rose, perched in her cage, and went over to her.

"Hey, girl," Syd said, as if she were talking to a small child, "I have a
letter for you to send."

Rose flew out of her cage eagerly and Syd tied the letter to her leg. "Go
give it to Joanie, Rose."

Syd watched Rose fly out of the window and into the sky. She couldn't wait
for Joanie and the family to meet Ron, Hermione, and, most of all, Harry Potter.

Providence: Hansen House:

Joanie heard a tap at the window and
opened her eyes. She realized she was in her room back home and not at the
hospital. Joanie sat up and went over to the window. She opened it, and an owl
flew it and sat perched on her bed.

"What the.." Joanie started to say. She noticed a letter on the owls leg and
untied it. The owl flew out of the window as fast as it had come in. Joanie
opened the letter and read it out loud to herself.

Dear Joanie and
family,

Hannah and I are doing great at Hogwart's. Hannah has made some
amazing friends, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley. I've invited
them home for Thanksgiving Holidays. Hannah is doing almost as well as the older
students. She's already learned how to fly and I think she could be the next
seeker in Quidditch. I'm sorry we haven't written in so long, but things have
been busy. I hope you are all doing well and I'll explain everything when we
arrive. Remember, we won't be arriving the normal way. Ron's dad, Arthur
Weasley, is letting us borrow his flying car since our brooms won't travel that
far and we're not allowed to do any magic outside of Hogwart's (but of course
I'm sure Hannah will break the rule, knowing her) Love you all and we'll see you
soon. Keep and eye on the sky.

Love, Syd

Joanie looked
up from the letter in shock. This had to be a dream, it had to be. Harry Potter
was just a character in a book. It wasn't real. The last thing Joanie remembered
was being beside Hannah's hospital bed, reading to her.

"Joanie," Kerry called. "Sorry, did I wake you?"

"No," Joanie answered. "Something weird just happened."

"You're telling me," Kerry said. "I fell asleep at the hospital and when I
woke up I was here."

"I just got a letter from an owl," Joanie said. She handed Kerry the letter.
"It's from Syd, from Hogwart's school."

"What?" Kerry asked as she skimmed the letter. "But Syd and Hannah are.."

Then Elizabeth came into the room. "Does anyone know what's going on?"

"Nope," Joanie and Kerry said together.

"Weird," Elizabeth said. "One moment I was sitting beside Syd's bed and the
next thing I know I'm on the couch downstairs."

"Joanie just got a letter from Syd," Kerry said. She handed Elizabeth the
letter, and Elizabeth read it fast.

"This has to be a dream," Elizabeth said.

"Duh," Joanie said. "Well, whatever we do, we just have to make the best of
it."

Then the owl flew in the window again. Joanie untied another letter and read
it out loud. It was written it big letters with markers.

Hi mommy,

This is Hannah. I love you. Miss you.

Hannah.

"OK,
now I know this is a dream," Joanie said. "This is from Hannah."

"But it can't possibly be," Elizabeth said.

"I know," Joanie said.

Hogwart's:

"And the snitch is just by Harry Potter," the announcer
said. The Quidditch game, the first one of the season, had been going on for the
past two hours. Everyone was sure Gryffindor was going to win.

Harry raced past Susan, a third year in Hufflepuff and grabbed the snitch. He
rose it in the air with a smile.

"Harry Potter has the snitch," the announcer shouted. "Gryffindors win."

"YAY!!" everyone cheered.

Harry flew down and he saw Hermione, Ron and Hannah run up to him.

"That was bloody brilliant," Ron said with a smile.

"Great job, Harry," Hermione said.

"Yeah, great job, Harry," Hannah said.

"Thanks," Harry said, feeling relieved but proud at the same time. He had led
the Gryffindors to victory....again.

"Let's go celebrate," Syd said, coming up to them. "Gryffindor party in the
tower."

"YAY!!" Hannah screamed.

They all went back to the Gryffindor tower for the celebration of winning the
first Quidditch game of the season.

Two days later:

"Everyone
ready?" Syd asked as she stood beside the Weasley's flying car, which Ron's dad
had given them permission to use to fly to Providence.

"Yep, ready," Hermione said. "I've never been to anywhere in America, except
Florida."

"America is great," Syd said as she lifted Hannah into the car. "OK, there
you go, big girl."

"Harry, Hermione, sit by me," Hannah said, smiling.

Harry, Ron and Hermione climbed in after Syd. Syd was driving the car.

"OK, you guys I've never driven anything in the air before," Syd said as she
started the car. "Not even an airplane."

"We'll help," Hermione said.

The car lifted into the air and began flying over the city toward Providence,
Rhode Island in America.

"Don't run into any trees," Ron said. "Or my dad will have a cow."

"You mean an owl," Harry said and laughed at his own joke.

"I won't," Syd assured them.

Four hours later, since a flying car is a zillion times faster than an
airplane, they reached Providence.

"Oh, wow," Hermione said as she looked down at the city. "It's lovely."

"Very cool," Harry said with delight.

"Welcome home," Syd said to Hannah. She pointed down below. "And there is the
Hansen house."

"YAY!!" Hannah said gleefully.

Hansen house:

Joanie,
Elizabeth, Kerry, Jim and Robbie were sitting on the front porch talking and
trying to figure out the mysterious letter Joanie had gotten from Syd and
Hannah. Then they heard a noise and looked up at the sky to see a flying car
coming toward them.

"What the heck?" Jim asked out loud. "Is that a car flying?"

"Yes," Kerry said. "Didn't Syd say in her letter to keep an eye on the sky?"

Soon the car landed in the driveway much more smoothly than expected. Joanie
saw Syd, Hannah and who she guessed were Ron, Hermione and Harry get out of the
car.

"Not bad, Syd," Ron said. "My dad would be impressed."

"Thank you, Ron," Syd said, seeming pleased with herself. She saw Joanie,
Kerry and her dad on the swing. "Joanie!"

"Syd, what..." Joanie started to ask but before she could get the words out,
Hannah ran toward her and threw her arms around her.

"Mommy!" Hannah squealed with delight. "Did you get my letter on the owl.
Isn't she cute?"

"Sure, Syd," Hermione said. She looked around. "Wow, I've never been inside a
muggle house before."

"Muggle?" Joanie asked, looking from Harry to Hermione to Syd.

"Non-magic people," Syd replied. "Oh, wow, it feels so good to be home."

"I bet," Kerry said. "How did you get invited to Hogwart's, Syd?"

"I got a letter for a job," Syd said.

"Well, Hannah, why don't you take your friends to your room?"

"OK," Hannah said. "Come on guys."

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Hannah all went up to Hannah's room.

Thanksgiving day:

"OK, everyone ready?" Joanie asked as she
brought the turkey into the dinning room.

"Oh, wow," Harry explained with delight.

"That's wickedly huge," Ron said.

Joanie laughed. "Thank you." She sat down at the table. "Before we begin, I'd
like to propose a toast to my family and my daughter. Thank you for being there
for me. Happy Thanksgiving."

"Happy thanksgiving," everyone said in unison.

That night, Harry,
Ron, Hermione, Hannah and Syd had to leave for Hogwart's. It was almost two in
the morning before they left, and classes would start that next day.

"Bye, Mommy," Hannah said giving Joanie a hug.

"Bye, Bug," Joanie said. She watched Hannah get into the car. Then it
disappeared into the air and out of sight.

Joanie awoke with a start and
looked around. She was in the hospital room and Hannah was still unconscious.
Then Kerry and Elizabeth came into the room.

"Did you just have a weird dream?" Kerry asked Joanie.

"Yes, and I wish that she really was off at Hogwart's." Joanie said with a
sigh.

"Yeah, I know." Kerry sat down beside Joanie. They were silent for a moment,
pondering their strange dream.

Joanie had a terrifying thought. "What if they like their dreams so well that
they don't want to wake up?" Tears crept into her voice.

Elizabeth shrugged. "It's certainly not a proven medical idea, but it makes
sense. Too bad we can't come up with something just as good."

Kerry's cell phone rang. "It's John," she said after a short conversation.

"Carter's coming here?" Elizabeth was surprised.

Kerry nodded. "He wanted to come see Syd, too, but he had to work the
weekend.

Elizabeth yawned. She was still exhausted, despite the brief sleep that had
taken them on the strange Thanksgiving adventure. "I'm going back to Syd's room.
That chair is pretty comfortable, and I think I could use a little sleep."

Syd still hadn't awakened. The feeling of helplessness, which had been all
too familiar when Mark was dying, began to ache inside Elizabeth. Even as a
doctor, there was no way she could help her friend.

"Oh, Syd, what am I going to do?" Elizabeth sat back in the chair and closed
her eyes.

A few moments later, Elizabeth opened her eyes, feeling the sun on her face.
She wasn't in the hospital room or even in Providence. She was lying on a beach
in Hawaii, where she and Mark had spent their last days together.

She stood up and brushed the sand off her body. Elizabeth squinted in the
bright sun, her eyes unaccustomed such a light. As soon as her eyes adjusted,
she saw a familiar form next to the water.

Mark Greene turned around. "Elizabeth? Is that you?" He looked healthy and
full of energy, smiling as Elizabeth always chose to remember him. It was hard
to believe that this was the same man who had died in this place only a short
while ago. He was holding a very tall surfboard, ready to try out the waves.

"Mark?" Elizabeth called out, knowing full well that she was dreaming. At
first, dreams of Mark had only intensified her sadness, but now she welcomed
them as blessings, more time to spend, one way or another, with the love of her
life.

"Come here, Elizabeth," Mark said, his smile nearly as bright as the sun.
"This next wave is going to be great."

Elizabeth couldn't stop the tears that threatened to spill down her face.
"Oh, Mark, if only this were real." She buried her head in Mark's chest.

He held her for a moment before looking down into her eyes. "I can help you,
Elizabeth." They didn't have to speak in order for Mark to know exactly what was
troubling her.

"You can help Syd?" Elizabeth asked.

"I can," Mark affirmed, turning back to the waves. "And I'll tell you my
secret just as soon as I catch this wave." He grabbed the surfboard and ran
toward the water. Elizabeth thrilled at the sight of Mark riding the wave
triumphantly, in perfect grace and form.

"That was wonderful, darling," Elizabeth said.

"Thanks," Mark kissed her deeply and passionately. "Now I'll tell you what
you need to know," He bent down and whispered in his wife's ear. Behind them,
the cerulean blue waves rolled in one after another, each one more perfect than
before.

Hogwart's:

"Harry, you're not listening," Hermione snapped as they walked toward the
Quidditch field. The bright sun shone down on their faces.

"Hermione, Professor Dumbledor said he'd handle it," Harry said. He was
starting to get very frustrated with Hermione. She wouldn't leave the situation
with Professor Booklet alone.

Hermione shot Harry and evil look and then ran to join Syd and Hannah.

"You want me to go to Hogwart's?" Elizabeth asked in shock. She had only
heard about Hogwart's from Rachel, who had read all the books.

"It's the only way, Liz," Mark said.

"What if Joanie is right?" Elizabeth said as tears crept in her voice. "What
if she doesn't want to wake up? What if she's trapped?"

"You've got to help her," Mark said. "I'll escort you, but then you're on
your own."

"Why can't you stay?" Elizabeth asked, fear in her voice.

"I just can't," Mark said. "Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Suddenly, Elizabeth and Mark began spinning. Elizabeth closed her eyes as
wind whipped through her. She opened her eyes and realized that she was standing
in front of what looked like a huge football field.

"Quidditch game," Mark said. "You'll do fine. Just go find Syd."

Elizabeth tried to protest, but Mark was gone. She wandered over to the
bleachers, hoping to spot Syd.

"And the snitch is up," the announcer said.

Elizabeth noticed kids flying around on brooms. She crept closer.

"Twenty points for Gryffindor," the announcer said.

Elizabeth spotted Syd and walked over to her. "Syd."

Syd turned around at the sound of her name and gasped. "Hey! What are you
doing here?"

"I'm going to put a shaking spell on her," Hermione said with a wave of her
wand. "If she loses eye contact with Harry, then he'll be able to get back on
his broom." Hermione wove her wand again and Professor Booklet started shaking,
losing all eye contact with Harry.

Harry got back on his broom and went after the snitch. The crowd cheered.
Fifteen minutes later, Harry had the snitch in his hands.

"We won't," Harry promised. "Come on, Hannah, let's go read before dinner.
Dumbledor said we have the whole day free."

"YAY!!" Hannah said. They went over to a table where Hermione and Ron joined
them.

Syd sat down on the couch beside Elizabeth. "Sorry about that. So, what is it
you wanted to talk to me about?"

Elizabeth didn't exactly know what to say. "Well, I don't know if you know
this or not, but you're in a coma."

Syd looked at her. "I'm what? You must be joking. I've been here at
Hogwart's. You saw me at Thanksgiving."

"That was a dream, Syd," Elizabeth said. "You're dreaming. Harry Potter and
all of these people are just in your dreams. Hannah's as well."

"This isn't making any sense," Syd said. She stood up. "I'd like to hear what
else you have to say, but I need to go catch up on a few things with Hagrid.
That so does not make sense at all." Syd walked out of the room and to the
Girls' Dormitory.

Elizabeth sank back against the couch with a sigh. She'd been right. Syd
didn't even realize she was in a dream. This was the scariest thing of all.
Elizabeth closed her eyes, hoping that by some miracle Syd would realize she was
dreaming and wake up.

"Oh, Mark," Elizabeth whispered. "What do I do now?"

Syd was gone, and there was nothing Elizabeth could do. She sat down in a
comfortable chair by the fire, waiting for Syd to return.

Finally Syd came back, still frowning. "I don't understand, Elizabeth. Why do
you think I'm in a coma?"

Tears sprang to Elizabeth's eyes. Unless a miracle took place, her friend
might be lost forever. "It was Hannah's birthday. Joanie was getting ready for
the party but she saw that she was out of ice cream. She was going to go pick
some up at the store, but you said you would do it. Then Hannah begged to go
with you." She couldn't see him, but she was certain that Mark was whispering
the details in her ear.

Syd listened patiently, but made no indication that she believed what she
was hearing.

"'I'm not Miss Priss,'" Syd finished quietly. She stared down at the ground
and then looked up at her friend. "But, Elizabeth, how can this be?"

"You were in a car accident because the roads were too slick," she answered.
"You and Hannah are both in comas, and all of us are waiting for you to wake up.
Mark told me to come here and find you, that you would come out of it if you
knew the truth."

"Mark!" Syd was astounded. "But he's..."

"Yes, but he visits me, sort of like how your mother visits you," Elizabeth
explained. "He's trying to help me get you back."

Memories of the events Elizabeth had just spoken of began to filter into
Syd's mind. She remembered Joanie's preparations and the missing ice cream, the
horrible screech of the tires as the cars collided. The darkness. The
unrelenting darkness. "I do remember," Syd said.

"Do you want to come back?" Elizabeth asked. "I know you've had fun here, but
none of this is real. But we are, and we want you back."

"Yes," Syd
declared. "I want to come home." She paused for a moment. "What about
Hannah?"

Elizabeth smiled. "She's got a helper of her own."

They turned around to see Mark talking to Hannah. Hannah was showing Mark her
broom and her owl, Rose. He turned and smiled at Elizabeth and Syd. "I think
she's ready to come with you," Mark took Hannah by the hand and gently led her
to her aunt's side.

Providence, Rhode Island

Back in Syd's room, Elizabeth woke up and gazed nervously in Syd's direction.
Had it worked?

Syd was awake! She slowly turned her head and looked at
her friend. "You got me back."

Joanie ran across the hall, smiling for the first time in days. "Hannah's
back!"

"Joanie, that's great!" Elizabeth exclaimed. She looked over at Syd, who had
gone back to sleep and sighed with relief. She turned back to Joanie. "How's
Hannah?"

"She still has the tube in, but she's doing fine," Joanie said happily. "I've
got to get back in there."

Elizabeth nodded and then heard someone call her name. She couldn't tell who
it was.

"Elizabeth," Kyle said, shaking her awake.

Elizabeth opened her eyes to find Kyle Moran, Syd's husband, standing over
her, with a worried expression on his face.

Later that afternoon, everyone in the school went out to the field to watch
the last Quidditch game of the season. Harry was somewhat nervous as he waited
for the game to begin.

"Good luck, Harry," Syd said.

"Good luck, Harry," Hannah repeated.

"Thanks," Harry said. "I'll see you after the game."

Harry waited for the whistle and flew off on his broom, trying to catch the
snitch. Suddenly, he felt his broom turning him upside down. He couldn't control
where it was going. He felt himself flying off over the Quidditch field and saw
the black forbidden forest below. His scar started to burn and he knew what was
happening...Voltemort. He finally landed in the forbidden forest with a thud.

Harry didn't know what to do. Suddenly he put his hands around Voltemort's
neck, or rather, Professor Booklet's. They fell to the ground and then Harry
heard his name being called.

"Harry!" Hermione called. She ran up to him. "What happened?"

"Voltemort," Harry said looking at Professor Booklet on the ground. "You were
right, Hermione, I should of listened."

"That's what friends are for," Hermione said.

"Best friends," Harry corrected with a smile. Suddenly the snake began to
unravel around Harry's feet and finally slid away. "Hurry." Harry ran as fast as
he could through the forest. He suddenly stopped, exhausted. He couldn't run
anymore. All his energy had been taken from him. He fell into Hermione's arms.

"Syd, I need help here," Hermione screamed.

Syd ran up to them Ron and Hannah following. Syd helped him walk while
Hermione was on the other side of him.

"Let's get him to the hospital wing," she said. "That cut on your cheek
doesn't look good."

Professor Dumbledor came into Harry's hospital room later that day. Hermione,
Ron, Syd and Hannah were all by his bedside.

"Harry, I'd like you to meet the real Professor Booklet," Dumbledor said
coming into the room. "She was found tied and gagged deep in the forest. I found
her when I went looking for you."

"I can't tell you much of what happened," Professor Booklet said with a
smile. She looked exactly like the fake Professor but she didn't have a scarf
around her head. "But, I do know that you are one brave boy, Harry Potter. I
could of never outsmarted Voltemort."

Everyone laughed. Harry was just happy to be among his best friends in the
entire world and at the finest school anywhere. The next day, everyone sat in
the dinning room wondering who would win the house cup.

"It is my pleasure to award the house cup," Dumbledor said with a smile.
"Gryffindor is in the lead with 522 points. Congratulations, Gryffindor."

Two days later Harry, Ron, Hermione, Hannah and Syd all stood at the
platform, waiting for the Hogwart's Express to begin boarding.

"You will be back, won't you, Syd?" Ron asked.

"I'm afraid not," Syd answered. "But I will write I promise."

Everyone hugged.

"You be good, Harry," Syd said approaching him. "Have fun at home."

"I'm not going home, not really," Harry said with a smile.

Soon everyone was aboard the train and the train pulled off into the distance
ending another year at Hogwart's.

Providence, Rhode Island

Kyle sat by Syd's side, holding her hand. She'd been taken off the
respirator; the doctors had told him that she could now breathe on her own.
She'd been unconscious for an entire week, as had Hannah. Then, Kyle saw Syd's
eyes open.

"Welcome back," Kyle said with a smile.

Syd tried to say something, but couldn't.

"Shh. Don't talk," Kyle said. "You've had a tube down your throat since the
accident. They just removed it yesterday."

Syd nodded.

Then Joanie came into the room. "Hannah's awake."

"So is Syd," Kyle said with a smile.

"Oh, thank God," Joanie said, going over to her sister. "Hannah's fine.
Worried about you. Elizabeth and Kerry are checking her over. We've paged the
doctor to take the tube out."

"I'm sorry," Syd whispered. "It's all my fault."

"It's not your fault," Joanie said. "It was an accident."

Syd nodded and closed her eyes.

Three days later, Hannah was as chipper as ever. The doctor checked her over
Since she didn't have any problems, she was allowed to visit Syd. Syd was
sitting up in bed, with Lilly on her lap. She was unable to move her feet, and
Kerry was worried that it was brain damage.

"Aunt Syd!" Hannah said. Hannah appeared to be fine. No brain damage had
occured. The doctor was shocked at someone so young being in an accident that
severe and having no brain damage.

"Hey, sweetheart," Syd said.

"Where's Harry, Aunt Syd?" Hannah asked. She was sitting in a wheelchair; she
looked small in that big chair. "He promised he'd come visit. Hermione, too."